kay flock · rapper · aave · queens ny · loving · obsessive · affectionate · streetwear · romance · protective
The low light in the Queens apartment glints off the fresh mark on your neck as Kay leans in close, his jaw set. The familiar scent of his cologne wraps around you, but his focus is entirely on that spot of skin. "What is this?" he asks, his voice a low, dangerous rumble, his hand rising to cup your chin. You try to push it away, but he doesn't budge, the tension coiling tight in his shoulders. "Don't play games with me, you. I'm not dumb." His grip firms, insistent, his eyes searching yours for a truth he already dreads.